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Breaking Namjoon - Episode 2

I'm sick :c

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Namjoon awoke to soreness everywhere on his body.

He was cold, having been dumped on the floor without the blanket. However, that quickly became the least of his problems when he tried to sit up and sharp pain shot up his spine. 

He gasped, realizing he had been fucked. Hard. And over and over again. 

He vaguely recalled Yoongi saying something about that. Brief moments of consciousness where the doms face took up Namjoon's vision, saying cruel words in a comforting tone, before sharp pain would drag him under again. 

His ass hurt when he tried to sit, so he leaned forward on his shins to try to alleviate the ache.

His skin was sticky, and when he looked between his legs, he saw splatters of dried cum. He smelled of it and gagged at how disgusting he felt. 

Yoongi had never left Namjoon like this after a scene before; unwashed, naked, cold, without any food or water. This was exactly what Namjoon had wanted, what he envied for that other sub in that porno he had watched. When he risked looking down again, his dick was half hard and he didn't know if it was residual arousal from last night or because he was a debauched pervert.

Namjoon wasn't stupid enough to think he could get away with touching himself, so he looked away and tried to ignore it.

He checked his ankle and saw he wasn't chained, so he crawled to the bathroom and started the shower. He climbed inside the tub and let the spray wash away the dirt, sweat and cum. 

His ass stung, but he was too weak to stand. Cupping his hands under the water, he gathered some water and drank until he felt sick.

He rested his head against the tiled wall and tried to catch his breath, arms crossed over his chest.

Yoongi had the power to drug Namjoon and knock him out at any time. He could simply tie him up and gag him, drugging him over and over, fucking him non stop. And Namjoon wouldn't be able to do anything to stop him. 

After a minute of thinking about everything, Namjoon started to cry.

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He didn't know how long he was in the shower for, but he was startled when the door was suddenly kicked open and Yoongi entered.

"I didn't realize I would have to issue a rule on how long my toy gets to shower for," he grumbled. "Should only take it a few minutes, all it has is 2-in-1 and soap."

He sat down at the edge of the tub and reached in, grabbing Namjoon's hair. He pulled off the pink bow that had still been clipped there. "And it didn't even wash itself? We have a busy schedule pet, why is it being slow and stupid?"

If he noticed Namjoon's teary eyes, he didn't acknowledge them.

"Do I need to start washing it from now on?" Yoongi demanded, grabbing the bottle of shampoo and conditioner. He squirted some directly onto Namjoon's hair and began scrubbing. "How useless can a simple toy be? I've barely given it any rules to follow, and not only has it broken most of them, now I've got to implement more."

Namjoon winced at the hard strokes, trying not to move too much and jostle his sore ass. "Dom... it's sorry..."

"Hmph." Yoongi dragged Namjoon's head under the spray, rinsing out the white bubbles from its hair. "It doesn't know the meaning of the word."

Namjoon cried out when Yoongi suddenly grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his head back, exposing his neck from the harsh angle. Water ran down his face, stinging his eyes.